The little birdies
Let them fly away
Into the freedom
The space of green
Reluctant to go
Catch them release
When the smell of freedom
Flapping wings bliss begin
One little birdie
Running on the ground
It can't fly
Only running towards the green
Tweeting its way
No cat comes to eat it away
The parenting birds
The sound of bliss
Knowing 2 birdies
Forgetting the one
Running on the ground
The bliss and doom
Only the fittest survive
The human race
Any difference when setbacks occur?
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